I had a nightmare last night where I woke up, read the news that Mike Huckabee had died in a plane crash, and then found myself paralyzed by indecision over whether or not to make an arguably inappropriate joke about so that's how the moneycons keep control of the party. It sounds dumb, mostly because it is dumb, but it was so vivid that as soon as I woke up for real, the first thing I did was check to see if Huckabee's still alive. Fortunately, he seems to be.

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